Really?"

Luo Jiuxiao looked at Xiong Ping on the opposite side coldly, not paying attention.

"Come on, let me fix it for you!"

Xiong Ping defiantly challenged Luo Jiuxiao.

He saw his feet swaying back and forth and making a standard gesture. Then, volley forward with both fists to decide the winner.

"Bang, bang, bang"

A pair of iron fists quickly sliced through the air, making a sound that burst through the air. The strong fist wind, the tiger and the wind, blew Luo Jiuxiao's hair everywhere.

After a few punches, Xiong Ping looked at Luo Jiuxiao proudly. He wanted Luo Jiuxiao to know the difference in strength between the two and give Luo Jiuxiao a strong hand.

However, what Xiong Ping didn't expect was that Luo Jiuxiao disdained that cold snort.

"Your fists are so weak!"

As soon as this sentence came out, not only Xiong Ping's face changed greatly, but the faces of everyone around him sank, causing an uproar.

Xiong Ping's strength has reached the primary level of wind nerves. The fist just now is more powerful. They reached the summit of the Fengshen Well. Their strength is almost equal to that of the powerhouses in the middle of the Wind God Well.

However, Luo Jiuxiao was completely dismissive and arrogant!

"Give this man who doesn't know the height of the earth a little bit of color!"

"Xiong Ping, teach him a lesson!"

"Let this kid know the power of the Giant Bear Family!"

......

The foreign onlookers around him were all watching Luo Jiuxiao.

"Boy, you want to die. ”

Xiong Ping ran up angrily.

His power has reached the realm of demons. He is very fast and ferocious in speed and size. A pair of iron fists are more powerful. They are the first two owners of the Giant Bear family. If he was hit by his fist, Luo Jiuxiao's light would be filled with flesh and blood, and he would die on the spot.

However, Xiong Ping's current strength, in the eyes of Luo Jiuxiao, who killed the ancient ape, was like a playing kid, and he was not a threat at all.

Luo Jiuxiao put his hands on his back, his feet flashed, and he easily dodged Xiong Ping's attack. The small ring made Xiong Ping run around, but he didn't even touch a corner of Luo Jiuxiao's clothes.

At this moment, Xiong Ping's face was extremely fierce, and he almost used all his strength. The thick Netherworld True Qi was released from the body, and everywhere it went, it made people's faces sour.

At this time, Luo Jiuxiao, who had not yet moved, saw that Xiong Ping had already used all his strength. He couldn't help but moan coldly. On the contrary, he did not move the soul of the underworld in his body. Instead, he looked at the opportunity, lifted his foot, and kicked Xiong Ping's head down in a menacing manner.

Xiong Ping was taken aback. He hurriedly turned around the Netherworld True Qi on his body, and raised his fist to try to resist Luo Jiuxiao's footsteps.

However, even the ancient ape was easily killed by Luo Jiuxiao. Although he didn't use Nether True Qi, the power of his feet couldn't be resisted by Xiong Ping.

"Plop!"

As simple as it seems, he kicked the bear straight to the ground, and his huge body fell to his knees. Luo Jiuxiao kicked him to the ground.

On Xiong Ping's face, Luo Jiuxiao left clear footprints.

This is the result of Luo Jiuxiao's timely efforts.

Otherwise, with Luo Jiuxiao's true strength, Xiong Ping could be kicked to pieces with his head and brain and fall on the spot.

"No. 116 Luo Jiuxiao, win!"

The opposing referee immediately announced loudly.

"Did you win?"

"How is that possible!"

......

A group of foreign spectators stared at the ring, unable to believe what was happening. Some of the Giant Bear family almost widened their eyes. At the beginning, they all thought that Luo Jiuxiao would be repaired by Xiong Ping to show the prestige of the Xiong family!

As a result, Luo Jiuxiao just patted the bear.

Luo Jiuxiao looked at Xiong Ping, who was still lying in the ring, and walked off the ring calmly.

Just now, Luo Jiuxiao didn't use a trace of the aura of the underworld, and at the end of the day, he regained three parts of his power. Xiong Ping, who was lying on the competition table, had just passed out and was not in danger of his life.

Luo Jiuxiao just wants to win the championship this time and be able to return to his own world safely. Therefore, I don't want to have any deep hatred for these foreigners.

"The Giant Bear family is too weak. They've been kicked in the head!"

"It seems that Luo Jiuxiao's strength cannot be underestimated!"

"Yes, this is a formidable enemy!"

......

The competition continued, but because Luo Jiuxiao's feet were too shocking, Luo Jiuxiao's name was immediately recorded in the hearts of the contestants, and Luo Jiuxiao's eyes also changed.

"Brother Du, I heard that the champion award of this temple fair competition is very good, and it can also be a warrior who can save the underground abyss world. It can be said that fame and fortune are both gained! This boy, Luo Jiuxiao, looks very good. He may well be your formidable enemy

In the rest area, a scarred and fierce-looking man looked at Luo Jiuxiao not far away, and said with a cold smile.

"Don't worry about this kid. Let's wait for him to enter the finals! Wei Zhan, don't patronize and have fun, it's your turn to play!"

Sitting across from the scarface man, he is a handsome man with an elegant appearance and a beautiful face. He always has a confident smile on his lips.

"Okay! You're right. Maybe that kid won't make it to the finals. This ant doesn't deserve our attention!" Hearing this, the scar-faced man stood up, stretched for a moment, and walked to the arena step by step.

"Bang!"

As soon as Luo Jiuxiao was sitting in the rest area, he heard a loud sound from the competition table not far away. A burly man was blown away by the wind and fell heavily to the ground, covered in blood, and struggled for a long time without getting up.

"That man is good, but the methods are too cruel!"

Luo Jiuxiao looked at the scarred man on the competition stage and muttered to himself.

"No. 116 Luo Jiuxiao fights, No. 23 Wanbiao!"

After a while, the referee's voice rang out again.

Just as the referee's voice fell, a long scream suddenly came from the crowd, accompanied by a black shadow, and rose into the sky.

"My name is Wan Biao. I'm here to challenge you!"

I saw a man in thick armor, like armor, rising into the air at a great speed. In the blink of an eye, he was on the stage of the competition.

"Good!"

The man's smooth performance was immediately praised by the audience.

Luo Jiuxiao's eyes narrowed. The First World War had just ended, and this Wan Biao had no fear on his face and was full of fighting spirit. It seems that he should be very confident in his own strength.

Luo Jiuxiao didn't say anything, but went to the pen martial platform step by step.

This time, Luo Jiuxiao made up his mind to scare people with thunder, so as not to think that he was easily bullied.

"Huh, boy, I'm going to step on your head to win the final championship!"

Seeing Luo Jiuxiao coming up, Wan Biao snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly.

Just now, Luo Jiuxiao's battle was very exciting, but he didn't use any spirit from the underworld. Therefore, in the eyes of the average person, it is just a little faster and a little more powerful.

Therefore, Luo Jiuxiao gave the public the impression that he was very powerful and did not list him as an expert. This makes Wanbiao as the grassroots Fengshenjing still full of confidence.

"Wan Biao, give him some color and take a look!"

"Maybe that war was luck?"

......

At this time, acquaintances sat down in the audience and began to shout.

"Don't think that if I defeat Xiong Ping, I'll be afraid of you. I'm not a soft persimmon!"

Wan Biao, who stood on the stage of the martial arts competition, was inspired by a group of acquaintances and had a higher fighting spirit.

"What a fool!"

Luo Jiuxiao stared at Wan Biao and sighed in his heart.

Unexpectedly, after watching this battle just now, these people actually attributed the reason for their victory to Xiong Ping's weak strength. Some even consider it lucky!

The cold wind swept Wan Biao's glance, and Luo Jiuxiao stood on the platform with a cold face.

"I'm ready. Let's do it!"

Luo Jiuxiao didn't like to be angry, but stood in the middle of the platform.

"Humph!"

Wan Biao snorted angrily. His strength had reached the rudimentary level of a fiefdom kingdom. In addition, their Funayama people are covered with thick armor, so they have strong defense.